Chapter 83: Thanks for the Invite, Just Became the God of Light, Logging Off

What does it feel like to make a fortune in another world?

In the past, Su Lin had no interest in this kind of sentence pattern.

I don't care what kind of experience you have, it's not my experience.

7 W's.

A Godhood drawn from over 3,000 pulls — aside from the side effects being a bit severe, it's practically flawless.

Of course, he had also exploited a bug to get rid of the side effects.

Hehehehe!

Simply taking off!

The number after his System Points was still climbing rapidly! The final earnings were projected to reach close to 10 W's.

During his ascension, he had used the highest-tier Holy-tier healing spell, using light as a medium to bring the entire Earth within the spell's range.

This was one trial; he still needed to run several sets of controlled experiments before he could figure out how to maximize the points — or rather, whether the number of points, besides being tied to the number of people, had any other variables.

This was a question worth pondering deeply.

Only now did Su Lin notice that the chat group had a lot of messages.

His avatar waited atop Water Mirror Peak for the client to finish and come out to pay, while his consciousness attached itself to the God of Light, manipulating the light elements within the divine kingdom to create a bed that resembled a floating cloud, drifting in mid-air.

The brightness was tuned to the lowest setting — a dim, faint glow, just right.

A smile appeared on Su Lin's face. His main body hopped up and lay down on it, lounging comfortably on the bed, chatting in the group.

He scrolled up through the history in his field of view.

……

Xiao Yan: "@Su Lin, what are you doing?"

Ye Fan: "No replies for so long — you didn't get beaten up by some Long Wang, did you?"

Ye Fan: "@Su Lin, Little Su, do you need your bro to come rescue you?"

Ye Fan: "See? No response."

Zhongli: "Lu Mingfei's side has no news either."

Zhongli: "In that case, I'll go endure my tribulation first."

Han Li stood on a small island, gazing at the sky 100 nautical miles away — this was the second Heavenly Tribulation Zhongli had faced since coming to this world.

Even though the path of immortality here was incompletely developed and oddly oriented, thousands of years of foundation were no joke.

Seeing the chat content in the group, Han Li sighed at Ye Fan and Xiao Yan's talent for roasting, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Han Li: "Given Su-xiong's true ability, I imagine the Long Wang of that world may not necessarily be able to do anything to him."

Xiao Yan: "You can't say it like that. Is there a possibility that he was messing around and got caught by Lu Mingfei's little brother, and Lu Mingfei is currently Bai Ling him out by paying a ransom of 1/4 of his soul?"

Xiao Yan: "@Lu Mingfei, where did you go?"

Miss Kelaien: "I think Su Lin probably went off somewhere in Tokyo and lost contact."

Xiao Yan: "Oh? Do tell."

Ye Fan: "That's not something we should be saying! Private chat."

Ye Fan: "I think this ransom will very likely need Lu Mingfei to pay it on his behalf."

These bastards are really savage — it's time for me to show off and slap their faces!

Su Lin: "Tldr; I'm on Earth, just became the God of Light, do not disturb."

Su Lin: "【Image】"

This was a selfie he took before his enlightenment.

In the picture, Su Lin stood above the city, three pairs of light wings sprouting from his back, his platinum-gold eyes devoid of any emotion, and behind him there seemed to manifest a pure-white colossal tree.

Xiao Yan: "?"

Xiao Yan: "Do you know what you're saying?"

Ye Fan: "Areyoukiddingme?"

Miss Kelaien: "?"

Miss Kelaien: "Are you messing with me?"

【Su Lin has used a Cross-World Talisman on you. Do you agree?】

Miss Kelaien: "What are you coming to my world for?"

Su Lin: "Seeing you don't believe me, I'm planning to find the Eternal Blazing Sun of your world and have a head-on clash."

Miss Kelaien: "Holy crap, you're serious?!"

Miss Kelaien certainly couldn't actually agree — after Su Lin finished fighting, what would he do?

If it was discovered that he was involved, Su Lin could just walk away, but his own trouble would be enormous.

【Miss Kelaien has rejected your request】

Even if Miss Kelaien agreed, Su Lin wouldn't actually go — what a joke, those gods in the Lord of the Mysteries world gave him the creeps.

He didn't even know how much power his own Godhood could exert. Setting aside whether he could win, even if he could, what if the Godhood cracked?

It was just a bluff.

Su Lin: "Henceforth, you may call upon my honored name — so long as the Heavenly Kingdom does not fall, you shall receive my protection, never entering hell, your true spirit undestroyed!"

Xiao Yan: "So arrogant…"

Ye Fan: "The last one this arrogant was called An Lan."

Ye Fan: "It's only been a few days — how did you become a god? And a Western-style one at that?"

Su Lin: "I got a Godhood of Light a couple days ago, and just now I stuffed it into the historical… avatar."

Miss Kelaien: "You meant to say Historical Projection just now, right?"

Miss Kelaien: "I've long suspected something was off about your ability!"

Miss Kelaien saw this and shed envious tears in his heart.

This guy ascends to godhood like it's a game, while he's still stuck at Sequence 4. Sure enough, that guy's ability is Historical Projection, just as he guessed.

He just doesn't know where this guy got his Historical Projection from — is it a similar ability from among the myriad worlds, or does his side have something connected to their world? Why hasn't this guy undergone aberration and is still human?

"Sigh." Miss Kelaien let out a breath. Time was tight; he needed to advance to Sequence 3 as soon as possible.

Advancing to a higher Sequence early would let him take the initiative more proactively.

Over the past few months, including the two-plus months spent on that other Earth, his Sequence 4 Bizarro Sorcerer potion had been mostly digested, but he still hadn't gathered all the materials for the Ancient Scholar potion.

The Historical Projection ability really is useful — Miss Kelaien was a little envious. Being able to summon historical images of people and objects from the past.

With this ability, combined with his expanded spirituality reserves, many sealed artifacts could even be used without paying any cost — completely free.

He could also pull people out to help him fight.

The first ones Miss Kelaien thought of were Lady Arianna, Mr. Azik, and Will Auceptin — these three were the angels he knew and was relatively familiar with.

Then there were the group members in the chat group. Honestly, although in the novels each of them had promising futures, how strong they actually were right now was unknown.

Through Xiao Yan's introduction, he had traded a Yesterday Once More with Medicine Elder; next time Medicine Elder used it, perhaps he could go take a look.

That one called Zhongli, although he's the Geo Archon, whether he'd actually be effective in their world was still unknown. Miss Kelaien predicted his combat power was at least at angel level — he'd never seen Zhongli go all out, so he could only guess.

Later, thinking it over, since Su Lin had already become the God of Light and dared to clash head-on with the Eternal Blazing Sun, he must have some confidence to back it up...

"Hiss!" Miss Kelaien sucked in a cold breath, a bold idea forming in his mind.

If there's no exaggeration, and he could just pull this guy out to fight...

Thinking of this, a look of anticipation and excitement gleamed in Miss Kelaien's eyes.

Su Lin, just wait — once I'm Sequence 3, I'll come deepen our bond and increase the success rate of pulling out your image! Maybe this time I can solo George III's dungeon!

Han Li: "What is a divine spark?"

He had never come into contact with any knowledge related to divine sparks.

Ye Fan: "It's equivalent to the crystallization of a deity's rank and divine power. If a mortal obtains a divine spark, they can become the next god."

Han Li felt something was off.

Han Li: "Why let the avatar fuse with it? Can't you use it yourself?"

Su Lin: "Because I don't know when this divine spark might just shatter."

Xiao Yan: "Where did you dig up this defective product?"

Su Lin: "Are you being polite? What do you mean defective product? Its durability is clearly still at 99!"

Su Lin: "It's just that it can't be repaired, that's all."

Su Lin: "Oh right, I've formed my Core (lol)."

Han Li: "Brother Su... exceptionally gifted."

Han Li shook his head. Back when Su Lin first joined the group, he was just a mortal who didn't know how to cultivate, and that was less than a year ago.

According to what the other group members said, this guy might be the protagonist of a power-fantasy novel.

Truly... somewhat enviable.

While the group chat was buzzing with conversation, Lu Mingfei — the Lu Mingfei who had been out of touch — was in a half-asleep state, looking through his diving helmet at a beautiful red-haired girl before him.

The girl was holding him, curiously examining him.

His vision was somewhat blurry.

How strange — although he was at Qi Refining cultivation, his stamina should be sufficient right now, so why couldn't he muster any strength at all?

Are you Eriri...

She matched the image that had appeared in his mind yesterday.

He'd never seen her before, so why?

The girl in his arms was as soft as cherry blossoms. Eriri pointed upward, and Lu Mingfei weakly shook his head, signaling that he couldn't swim up.

Why am I making these movements on my own, unable to control my body...

But reality didn't change — they were still at least several hundred meters from the surface, and Lu Mingfei's current state meant he definitely couldn't get up.

"Don't die."

The girl's sweet voice appeared in Lu Mingfei's mind.

Eriri let go of Lu Mingfei and floated upward. As they parted, she tucked something into Lu Mingfei's palm.

Lu Mingfei looked — it was a.

"Eriri..."

"I won't die."

What the unconscious Lu Mingfei didn't know was that over the past few hours, the entire world had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Both for humans and for hybrids.

Outside the principal's office, Schneider and Manstein exchanged a glance, then knocked on the small bronze bell on the door.

"Gentlemen, come in." Angers' voice rang out.

Schneider pushed open the door, and what greeted his eyes were numerous bookshelves, their height reaching all the way to the roof of this two-story building.

The atrium formed by bookshelves and ancient tomes was filled with golden sunlight — after the snowfall stopped, someone had already cleared the heavy snow from the skylight.

Angers sat beneath the rooftop skylight drinking tea, while squirrels darted about on the shelves.

"I'm glad to see you can take off your oxygen mask," Angers smiled. "I should have opened a bottle of red wine I'd been saving for years to celebrate with you, but I need to think clearly."

"Next time," Schneider said.

"Don't look so grim. Come up — I know what you're here to talk about." Angers smiled. "Have a cup of tea first to warm up."

Schneider and Manstein sat down across from Angers, and for a moment neither knew how to begin.

Since that role-playing madman went live globally and blew up a park in Japan, all sorts of things have followed one after another.

Especially in the past few hours, all sorts of events have occurred in succession.

The biggest event was the descent of deities onto Earth, bestowing blessings upon all beings—now there isn't a single patient left in any hospital worldwide; doctors and nurses are all on collective leave, and pharmaceutical stocks have crashed to circuit breakers! In contrast, consumer and tourism spending has skyrocketed.

Almost simultaneously, the ancient dragon city in the Japan Trench appeared, the Japanese branch betrayed, undersea volcanoes erupted, nuclear reactor pods exploded, the Caesar group's status is unknown, tsunamis and mermaid waves attacked Atami, and the U. S. military's Seventh Fleet's weapon systems launched automatic attacks.

This tangled situation truly lived up to the deity's earlier words—it had become a complete mess.

"Have you contacted the Caesar group?" Anhe asked.

"No news," Manstein shook his head. "The Dielyastrite broke apart in deep water, compounded by the volcanic eruption, nuclear blast, and the horde of corpse守..."

"Mm." Anhe nodded, utterly unconcerned. He pulled out a roster, opened its leather cover, which still had photos on it.

"Which girl do you think is pretty?" Anhe asked.

"You still have the stomach to care about this?" Schneider stared at Anhe in disbelief.

"What else?" Anhe countered. "Didn't you see that deity complain to us about why we didn't find Lu Mingfei a girlfriend when he enrolled?"

"I think it's still not too late. Uh, what about Wu Yuxiang? She's younger than him and has the vibe of a junior."

"Headmaster, she left with that deity to meet the Black King," Manstein reminded him. He then turned to Anhe: "You mean to say, with that deity's attention, Lu Mingfei won't be in danger, and Caesar and Chu Zihang—who are with him—are likely safe too, right?"

"Exactly." Anhe continued flipping through the roster. "What about this one, Antin Hoster? Height 179, bust-waist-hip..."

"I think Lu Mingfei might be the core of certain events," Schneider said after a long silence.

"Mm, I think that deity might be his uncle," Anhe agreed.

"Headmaster, I'm not joking."

Snap—

Anhe closed the roster and asked the two: "Is there any girl who has a close relationship with Lu Mingfei? We could ask her opinion directly."

"I just posted on the Night Watcher forum seeking a girlfriend for Lu Mingfei—applicants can join us in Japan for emotional bonding with 'S'."

"But no one has replied except Fenger. What a pity."

"Should we wait a little longer?" Manstein managed to say—he truly didn't know how to respond to Anhe.

"No need to wait. Fenger's post already has over a thousand likes."

"What did he say?"

"Lu Mingfei is clearly Anhe's illegitimate son." Anhe opened his laptop without a care. "What do you think of the G-class rating?"

"Oh?" Anhe made an astonished sound. "Someone signed up."

"Who?!" Schneider was stunned.

"Zero Razumovskaya Romanova."

Lu Mingfei woke up in the hospital, surrounded by nurses and doctors.

Communicating with the nurses in his half-baked Japanese was difficult, until one nurse pulled out her phone, displaying a Chinese news report.

There was a familiar face, standing in the sky, with three pairs of wings behind him.

"True Deity Descends, Heals All Beings; Medical Stocks Crash to Circuit Breakers; Hospitals Empty of Patients."

That explained why a crowd of nurses and doctors surrounded him—the ones at the front clearly looked like expert professors.

He glanced at the chat logs.

Did I sleep too long? Why did I wake up and someone had become the God of Light?

Lu Mingfei shook his head and looked beside his pillow—there sat a small yellow duck.